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This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No

fathers
O good shepherd, true bread,
Jesus, have mercy on us
Shepherd us, defend us
Make us to see good things
In the land of the living
You, who know

I built you
Larger than life itself
I built you
Larger than life itself
I conquered the land where
Our fathers lay
Called spirits by name
In

Rain of bombs and death towards children
Rain of tears by desolated moms
The troops are marching into our beloved land
Between blood and corpses they

the devil wears Prada but so does your father, I've been fathering so many artists from 'round the way, From Brownsville to Chapel Hill, You know the drill,

hold me by the hand

I dey drive my convoy

Gather my friends to

Possess our land

I can gather my money

Break my kolo to buy you jollof

Koleto koleto

It has come to our attention
That Michael just past away, a few minutes ago
On his way home
This is the story of how he died  

Oddly enough Micheal

of callous battles,
Bitch these war wounds
A split decision for the young recruit
Get under wings or fly by own rules
Be 52 or find my own groove
I reminisce

the road that goes nowhere
That our fathers took that ends in a hook out by the North Sea
You could follow me and see what I've seen, marry a queen in

sometime after her work let out
Went in a coffee shop
And there we sat and talked
About our work and life
And how we seemed so much alike
After a little bit

Inside the garage
She started screaming
Our babies leaking
I'm a home invader
And a smooth operator
Reaching for the lamp
Cus the sheet's damp
She's

get my brand farther
Globe turning sour, I'll be one to land martyr
If our relationship gets threatened
Delivery wrapped in a bow
Way too sharp to think

it like an arcade
This life is a reverse Noah game no arch aids
On Marcus Garvey's mind state in my heart I got dark place
Father left me inside

We got 'em running scared
And we poking 'em in they sore spot
The homies said he's phony
He claims he's on and a sure shot
Heard a couple rhymes by

Wisdom led me to thirty five
Father always in his bag showed me how to strive
Only rap?
Yeah right shit is like a job
I just hope that when I finish that

they got to choose to keep the heat on
 Or buy food cause they really only getting by
Every day he wonder why his father had to die
He can’t cry though,

womb 
touch the fam definitely gone lose
Abide by The God father rule 
Malfia style 187 speed dial 
Kill the screen when I touch down 
Running shit like

the motive
Ok im rolling
Rrr Rrr Rrr Rollin
Rrr Rrr Rrr Rollin
Rrr Rrr Rrr Rollin
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Rrr Rrr Rrr Rollin
Rrr Rrr Rrr Rollin

First we slide by

Water and land like amphibians
I need to leave this all behind, clear my thoughts
Cause the darkness wants me giving in
It's in kombat with my mortality

The young and the old
The strong and the bold
You must defend our holy lands
You must attack
And you must come back
The rats rise to play
So go

covers nine districts)
 
Kaye ditha bika karan basu amar jug bes
(From Bikaner to sandy desert lands)
 
Mandlak unhro meendhro bhamaro maar naresh
(The

feel the family who just lost father who just lost a brother
A significant other
Husband, a provider
The system always divide our
Families into

out of the promised land 
But you'll never take him out that Northern town

My Father told me son 
We gotta pack our bags and run
We gotta find another

of our God
The Rock: His works are perfect
And the way he works is fair and just
A God you can depend upon, no exceptions
A straight-arrow God
His